Fred

I’m a work in progress, a potential work of art awaiting the brush strokes of love, patience, and understanding that will enable me to make that final leap of faith into someone’s life, and arms. My earliest months were spent with my mom, Betty, and my brother Dino fending for ourselves and deprived of the love and companionship of people. As a result, I am a bashful, although very gentle, fellow. My journey to trust has reached the point where I sidle up to visitors, greeting them with little chirped meows and hoping for some gentle caresses and soft scratches under my chin. I’m as soft as the finest talcum powder with the nattiest white vest, cute as a button pink nose, and luminous copper eyes that make a new penny look tarnished in comparison. I very much like other cats and for the right artist I’m going to be a priceless masterpiece.<br/><br/>Date of Birth: 3/30/11<br/>Date of Arrival: 8/31/11 <br/>Physical Characteristics: DSH Orange Tabby with White, Male <br/>History: Fred came in with Dino (who we believe is his brother), Betty (who we believe is his mother) and her five little kittens. The property owner does not like cats and wanted them all gone! CFC came to their rescue.<br/><br/>Spring Update 2025: At this point "I yam what I yam." Folks are thinking that my personality is perhaps set following my ear hematoma struggle so the more shy, reserved, quiet guy that you'll find hanging out on the top of a condo is truly the new me. As they might say, "Don't cry for me," as I'm content with the new me and I am never lacking for friends. It's a rare day for example that I am not flanked and or nestled into a group of other 4 legged friends. My good human friend Scott is wonderful and consistent in giving me short petting sessions as he stops by but also respects that our sessions may be more short in duration. Thankfully I have no emerging health issues, so I can chill and relax with my friends. Life is good. Fred<br/><br/>Winter Update 2025: Folks are thinking I've settled in as much as I can following my traumatic ear hematoma a while ago. As you may recall, I used to have a pretty upbeat energy/aura about me, but alas it's dampened and I think it's where it will now remain. I'm now over 13 yrs old so "I yam what I yam." Did you know I'm also the 2nd oldest kitty in my room? Oh my, how time has flown by! Since we last spoke a couple of kitties in my room have gone home and likewise a couple more have joined our ranks. I'm not really bothered one way or the other by them as I have my circle of friends..Tibbie, Belinda and Patsy Cline...to name a few, and they are all I need as I survey the room from the top of a condo. With my health intact, friends by my side and regular room and housekeeping service, I want for nothing. I am grateful I can lead this calm and relaxing life.<br/><br/>Fall Update 2024: My good volunteer friend Scott says I am in better spirits and slowly but surely climbing out of the physical and mental hole I spiraled down into when I had my ear mite issue. While that was some time ago, still the effects are most lingering and I'm working hard to restore my best pet self! To that end, Scott has noticed me more and more outside on the catio enjoying the warm temps on my shoulders and maybe my belly area. I'm a little more mobile and might even utter a few "mews" of hello when I see Scott coming my way. While I am more apt to lone and be by myself, still I might periodically seek companionship from kitties Belinda and or Patsy. In the big picture, I'm doing better and folks are happy to see the good ol' Fred being restored to his great splendor. FRED

I’m a work in progress, a potential work of art awaiting the brush strokes of love, patience, and understanding that will enable me to make that final leap of faith into someone’s life, and arms. My earliest months were spent with my mom, Betty, and my brother Dino fending for ourselves and deprived of the love and companionship of people. As a result, I am a bashful, although very gentle, fellow. My journey to trust has reached the point where I sidle up to visitors, greeting them with little chirped meows and hoping for some gentle caresses and soft scratches under my chin. I’m as soft as the finest talcum powder with the nattiest white vest, cute as a button pink nose, and luminous copper eyes that make a new penny look tarnished in comparison. I very much like other cats and for the right artist I’m going to be a priceless masterpiece.

Date of Birth: 3/30/11
Date of Arrival: 8/31/11
Physical Characteristics: DSH Orange Tabby with White, Male
History: Fred came in with Dino (who we believ

I’m a work in progress, a potential work of art awaiting the brush strokes of love, patience, and understanding that will enable me to make that final leap of faith into someone’s life, and arms. My earliest months were spent with my mom, Betty, and my brother Dino fending for ourselves and deprived of the love and companionship of people. As a result, I am a bashful, although very gentle, fellow. My journey to trust has reached the point where I sidle up to visitors, greeting them with little chirped meows and hoping for some gentle caresses and soft scratches under my chin. I’m as soft as the finest talcum powder with the nattiest white vest, cute as a button pink nose, and luminous copper eyes that make a new penny look tarnished in comparison. I very much like other cats and for the right artist I’m going to be a priceless masterpiece.

Date of Birth: 3/30/11
Date of Arrival: 8/31/11
Physical Characteristics: DSH Orange Tabby with White, Male
History: Fred came in with Dino (who we believe is his brother), Betty (who we believe is his mother) and her five little kittens. The property owner does not like cats and wanted them all gone! CFC came to their rescue.

Spring Update 2025: At this point "I yam what I yam." Folks are thinking that my personality is perhaps set following my ear hematoma struggle so the more shy, reserved, quiet guy that you'll find hanging out on